We have been gay, going our way;
Life has been beautiful, we have been young.
After you've gone, life will go on
Like an old song we have sung.
When I grow too old to dream,
I'll have you to re - mem - ber;
When I grow too old to dream,
Your love will live in my heart.
So, kiss me, my sweet, and so let us part;
And when I grow too old to dream,
That kiss will live in my heart.
And when I grow too old to dream,
That kiss will live in my heart
So, kiss me, my sweet, and so let us part;
And when I grow too old to dream,
That kiss will live in my heart.
(Coda:)
And when I grow too old to dream,
That kiss will live in my heart